Prologue: I Entered the Game
"Vern Flame. In accordance with the student council's regulations, I hereby impose a fifteen-day suspension and demotion to Class C. If there are no objections, we will proceed with this ruling."
No. What the hell? What kind of situation was this?
A beautiful woman with flowing golden hair was speaking to me.
Vern Flame? Why was that name coming up here?
"Then, with this, the sentence is carried out," she declared, turning on her heel and leaving the room.
...Fuck.
Once the verdict was over and I finally stepped out of the school building, the sight that greeted me was nothing short of surreal. Before my eyes, people with every vivid hair color imaginable—shades you would never see in twenty-first-century Korea—strolled along the streets. Most of them wore distinctive uniforms that screamed fantasy world, and the emblem embroidered on their chests was one I knew all too well.
That's right. I had entered the game I used to play.